What am I going to do with this? Shur we have a door bell. But it’s my birthday and when you get beyond a certain age, your children will buy you things they think you should have, rather than what you’d actually like. Deirdre, my eldest is insistent. She tells me about all the latchikos that’d be going around looking into houses while you wouldn’t be there. I hadn’t thought of them before but now I’m worried. Don’t we get fierce worried when we find out what we’re supposed to be worried about. I’d rather not know. She explains to me that the doorbell has a little camera on it and you can connect it up to your phone and see who’s at the door. I tell her I can look out the window but that isn’t enough, apparently. I don’t know how many people she thinks are going to be calling to the door.